
Xue Zhan asked Su Zijin to sleep first, but Su Zijin did not leave, he wanted to be with her, but on this very cold night, standing there for a while, the coldness instantly pierced through the bones, freezing, freezing, it makes people shiver.
Under Xue Zhan's insistence and attitude, Su Zijin returned to his room to sleep.
Before leaving, Su Zijin did not forget to say to Xue Zhan: Your whole body is sweating, you have to take a shower tonight and I have already put down the pot to warm the water, I have also put the bath, I have also put down the bathtub, I have put down the bathtub, and put down your clothes. You take a hot shower, and you can sleep well at night.
Xue Zhan stopped beating the flaming iron beam, looked at Su Zijin, whose hands and feet were frozen at the side, and said: alright, go back and sleep.
"Emm" Su Zijin gave a gentle confession, then rubbed her little hand, and ran back home.
Xue Zhan watched as Su Zijin's petite and frail body slowly disappeared into the night, and a layer of warmth and tenderness slowly filled his watery eyes, which was the opposite of the flame light in the furnace.
He had been alone for so many years, and indeed no one cared so much about him. Although the words Su Zijin spoke were simple, it made her feel warmer than before.
It seemed that at this moment, he finally realized the feeling of being at home by himself.
When Su Zijin returned home, he went under the blanket and touched the warm copper pot with his cold hands, and removed the coldness in Su Zijin's body.
Right now, Su Zijin also suddenly understood why Xue Zhan bought the copper pot. It turned out that he had thought about it, that he was ready to work much longer later, and he was worried that letting him sleep alone would freeze him, so he made a special trip to buy a copper pot from Xiaohu's house across the door.
Su Zijin's eyes were filled with happiness, he smiled, and muttered: a good man.
Su Zijin who was in a daze heard a voice, and slowly Su Zijin opened his eyes, only to see a puff of smoke coiling in front of him.
The muscular male figure reflected before Su Zijin's eyes. Although his eyes were covered in thin water vapor, faintly Su Zijin could see the tensed muscles on the man's body, mermaid-like lines, and wheat-colored skin, all of which were the same, everything made Su Zijin's senses touched.
He knew that Xue Zhan had a strong figure, but he never expected that his figure would be that good.
At this moment, Su Zijin could not help but feel lustful, narrowed her eyes and looked carefully, after all, she was her husband, so what was there to be humiliated about?
Xue Zhan was dressed with his back to Su Zijin, so naturally he did not realize that the little lady on the bed had woken up.
So Su Zijin looked at it confidently and boldly. Upon taking a closer look, he discovered there were large and small knife wounds as well as sword wounds on Xue Zhan's back. It was clear that the wound had passed for a long time, though,
and the scar had already faded away, yet the fading blade marks still looked so terrifying and terrifying, not to mention the sharp edge of the blade scratching it, back then it was possible that his skin was covered in blood.
Su Zijin increasingly wondered, How could an ordinary person have so many knife wounds on his body?
Could it be that this was left behind by Xue Zhan when he met a thief or robber on his journey all along?